Luna. Chapter 110

(Kael's POV)

I couldn't get enough of her.

Every time I thought I was satisfied, she'd move or sigh or whisper my name, and the hunger would roar back to life.

She was addictive. Intoxicating.

Mine.

"Again," she whispered when I tried to slow down. Give her a moment to breathe.

"Lyra, you need to rest."

"I need you."

The simple words destroyed my self-control.

I flipped her over. Heard her gasp of surprise turn into a moan of pleasure.

This position let me go deeper. Touch places that made her arch and cry out.

"Is this what you need?" I asked roughly.

"Yes. Oh God, yes."

I set a rhythm that had her gripping the sheets. Had her saying my name like a prayer.

I wanted to possess every part of her. Body and soul.

I wanted to erase every moment we'd been apart. Every night I'd dreamed of her and woken up empty.

"You're mine," I said, my voice rough with emotion. "Say it."

"I'm yours," she gasped. "Completely yours."

"Never again," I promised, my hands gripping her hips. "Never again will I let you go."

"Don't let me go," she whispered. "Please, Kael. Don't ever let me go."

The vulnerability in her voice almost broke me.

"Never," I promised. "I'd rather die."

I meant it. Every word.

This woman was my everything. My reason for breathing.

I'd spent four years trying to convince myself I could live without her.

I'd been lying to myself.

I couldn't live without her. Didn't want to.

She was part of me. The best part.

When she shattered beneath me, calling my name, I felt it in my soul.

And when I followed her over the edge, it was with the absolute certainty that this was forever.

We belonged to each other.

Nothing would ever change that again.